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I don't know how I feel about my Sunday shenanigans. I went ahead and began work on my room revamp. I was ready. I was semi-pumped. I had a can of Rockstar in my fridge and a salad waiting for my first break, and Poptarts for any smaller breaks. I even had the foresight to have an audiobook at the ready. (I'd originally planned music but well, fuck commercials.)
I began. I cleared out the piles of crap in front of the hopechest. I cleared out the area by my bed. I cleared out UNDER my bed. I took a few "take pictures of cats" breaks. I reasoned with the cats when I was putting stuff in the hallway and then right before I went down for my salad/Rockstar break. It even seemed to work, since none of them really bothered me when I was putting the bookcases together. I'd worried I'd have to lock the boys up and nope, even DD was chill about it. Bed was moved and nearly immediately I realized that in ALL my calculations, I'd forgotten that my newer bed weighs so much more than my old bed. My old bed, once you got it dislodged from the carpet, was pretty easy to move around. New bed? Either I am far weaker than I used to be, or it weighs a goddamn ton. ;_; I eventually got it moved across the room, sorta, and set up so it wasn't blocking the door to the room (but was making it more difficult to get to the door to the bathroom/vanity, but that's fine since you can get to those from the hall), but this is where I also realized, on some level, that my lack of spatial awareness was going to definitely be biting me on the ass sooner rather than later.
Plus side, putting the first bookcase together was relatively easy. I did fuck up the back a bit because they have two sets of little screws and I didn't really put that together until I did the second one, but it's fine. It was still easier than trying to hammer in 28 bitty baby nails like my bigger/older bookcases.
Problem is, when I checked the depth dimensions, I didn't fully realize it wasn't the full depth of the shelf. So while I realized, when I bought them, that they'd be smaller in width than my original two, I didn't calculate that they'd also be more shallow? Is that what I'm trying to say? I dunno. They remind me of fancier versions of the bookcases my family has had since before I existed that were made by Mum's family (maybe Mums herself?) and are great for the hallway or the nook right by the kitchen. But they are less great for putting my plush army.
And will also not really hold books two deep, so moving things from the old to the new might not even work. *muse*
Also, though this one I had kind of realized beforehand, there's room for a third one. Sorta.
I say sorta because, since I went with the shelves that weren't adjustable, they won't hold any regular AG dolls. Which I told myself was fine because I was just gonna put them on one shelf (each?) anyway and without it, eh, no big. Then the shallow shelves made the plush arrangement not work quite as well, and now I've got two shelves that need to be properly filled instead of just "grab n go because I'm fucking done with this shit right now", and a tower of AG stuff that has a few dolls on top right now.
I keep waffling on how I feel. Because yesterday when I got up, I went ahead and put all the other stuff away under the bed, or threw stuff away or whatever needed to be done. At this point my new shelves are assembled and have some stuff on them, including books on the bottom to anchor them in case the cats get ideas, but aren't filled the way they should be.
I did move my bed to what's going to be it's home for now and we'll see how I feel about it. I realize part of my ambivalence towards all this is that I do not do well with change that doesn't go exactly how I want/expect it to go, and part of it is that I also spent a good chunk of Sunday having my period knock the wind out of my sails. Didn't take me out at any part, so there's that, but it definitely played a part in my emotions then and now. Which is another reason I didn't just go ahead and order bookcase #3.
Plus side once more is that bookcase 2 went by so quick and I did the back relatively properly and that was much easier.
So now I'm at the having to sit and think stage and I didn't really factor this stage into my original plans.
In other news, why the fuck do we never have clear skies when there are fun things to look at? Of COURSE the blood moon is covered by clouds so thick that it's not until you remember full moon and stars should be visible do you realize that the sky is all clouds.
Head, meet desk.
Also tired as hell. Thanks, period.
Might share pics once I get the bookcases sorted. As it is, the project is unfinished. But they do look nice all set up.
I don't know how I feel about my Sunday shenanigans. I went ahead and began work on my room revamp. I was ready. I was semi-pumped. I had a can of Rockstar in my fridge and a salad waiting for my first break, and Poptarts for any smaller breaks. I even had the foresight to have an audiobook at the ready. (I'd originally planned music but well, fuck commercials.)
I began. I cleared out the piles of crap in front of the hopechest. I cleared out the area by my bed. I cleared out UNDER my bed. I took a few "take pictures of cats" breaks. I reasoned with the cats when I was putting stuff in the hallway and then right before I went down for my salad/Rockstar break. It even seemed to work, since none of them really bothered me when I was putting the bookcases together. I'd worried I'd have to lock the boys up and nope, even DD was chill about it. Bed was moved and nearly immediately I realized that in ALL my calculations, I'd forgotten that my newer bed weighs so much more than my old bed. My old bed, once you got it dislodged from the carpet, was pretty easy to move around. New bed? Either I am far weaker than I used to be, or it weighs a goddamn ton. ;_; I eventually got it moved across the room, sorta, and set up so it wasn't blocking the door to the room (but was making it more difficult to get to the door to the bathroom/vanity, but that's fine since you can get to those from the hall), but this is where I also realized, on some level, that my lack of spatial awareness was going to definitely be biting me on the ass sooner rather than later.
Plus side, putting the first bookcase together was relatively easy. I did fuck up the back a bit because they have two sets of little screws and I didn't really put that together until I did the second one, but it's fine. It was still easier than trying to hammer in 28 bitty baby nails like my bigger/older bookcases.
Problem is, when I checked the depth dimensions, I didn't fully realize it wasn't the full depth of the shelf. So while I realized, when I bought them, that they'd be smaller in width than my original two, I didn't calculate that they'd also be more shallow? Is that what I'm trying to say? I dunno. They remind me of fancier versions of the bookcases my family has had since before I existed that were made by Mum's family (maybe Mums herself?) and are great for the hallway or the nook right by the kitchen. But they are less great for putting my plush army.
And will also not really hold books two deep, so moving things from the old to the new might not even work. *muse*
Also, though this one I had kind of realized beforehand, there's room for a third one. Sorta.
I say sorta because, since I went with the shelves that weren't adjustable, they won't hold any regular AG dolls. Which I told myself was fine because I was just gonna put them on one shelf (each?) anyway and without it, eh, no big. Then the shallow shelves made the plush arrangement not work quite as well, and now I've got two shelves that need to be properly filled instead of just "grab n go because I'm fucking done with this shit right now", and a tower of AG stuff that has a few dolls on top right now.
I keep waffling on how I feel. Because yesterday when I got up, I went ahead and put all the other stuff away under the bed, or threw stuff away or whatever needed to be done. At this point my new shelves are assembled and have some stuff on them, including books on the bottom to anchor them in case the cats get ideas, but aren't filled the way they should be.
I did move my bed to what's going to be it's home for now and we'll see how I feel about it. I realize part of my ambivalence towards all this is that I do not do well with change that doesn't go exactly how I want/expect it to go, and part of it is that I also spent a good chunk of Sunday having my period knock the wind out of my sails. Didn't take me out at any part, so there's that, but it definitely played a part in my emotions then and now. Which is another reason I didn't just go ahead and order bookcase #3.
Plus side once more is that bookcase 2 went by so quick and I did the back relatively properly and that was much easier.
So now I'm at the having to sit and think stage and I didn't really factor this stage into my original plans.
In other news, why the fuck do we never have clear skies when there are fun things to look at? Of COURSE the blood moon is covered by clouds so thick that it's not until you remember full moon and stars should be visible do you realize that the sky is all clouds.
Head, meet desk.
Also tired as hell. Thanks, period.
Might share pics once I get the bookcases sorted. As it is, the project is unfinished. But they do look nice all set up.
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Date: 2026-03-04 03:32 pm (UTC)I fully expected DD to be alllllllllll over me, "helping" by literally putting his nose in everywhere because he'd been super duper clingy, but apparently assembling furniture is not on his to do list. Which was actually super helpful. The other two checked things out once I was done or at a reasonable break but he was content to just wait for the bed to be found again and then demand the snuggles. All hail kitty supervising from afar!
Glad to know it's not just me having to get used to changes like this. It doesn't help that the room set up isn't really conducive to having, y'know, stuff. But I'm no longer at the stage where I throw myself on my bed and wail that I fucked everything up. Progress.
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Date: 2026-03-06 11:29 pm (UTC)I am envious of kitty snuggles on demand. Mr B is not quite a lap cat yet, and now that its getting warmer outside he doesn't want to actually cuddle as much, which makes me sadface :(
The nice thing about furniture is that you can (theoretically, at least) move it around fairly easily. It's not like you place something and it's immediately rooted to the floor/walls/etc. I tend to fall into inertia more readily than I have zeal to switch things up LOL. And I will die on the hill for my routine to not be interrupted if at all possible.
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Date: 2026-03-10 10:20 am (UTC)*sends you kitty snuggles* Not that I've had DD snuggles since Widget's been back, but hey. He'd definitely give snuggles. I always forget that warmer weather, at least until the days of cranking the AC to snow levels, means less kitty cuddles until it happens. It's also been stupidly warm. >.<
In theory, yes, can move things around. In reality, there are only so many combinations I can do with how the room/walls shake out (one wall is basically just closets, one has the door to the balcony, and the other has the doors to the hallway/bathroom) but sometimes it's just a matter of rethinking and then being willing to move shit.
As it turns out, I'm actually liking where the bed is, so now I'm at the figuring out how to best stock the bookcases and what to do with the space for the third. But that's a problem for future!me.
Adora has been enjoying sleeping on the floor, partially under the bed or on her scratcher pads, so if nothing else, I think she's into it.